Quick Wear: After the female supporting role was funny, the male protagonist turned evil

"I am here with you, so I will not let anything happen to Zhiyi. She is not a Dayao woman who likes poetry and books. We are not just racing in Yongzhou, we also have whitewater rafting. Don't worry too much, my royal brother."

"Rafting on rapids? No wonder she fell into the river. The King of Yue is already an adult, he should have some sense of responsibility. He knows how to fight and protect himself, but doesn't he care about others?"

Lin Zhiyi's eyebrows twitched. It seemed that she didn't fall into the river for fun, right?

"Brother Emperor... I am only a prince, so I can be a bit unruly. But since you are on the throne, you should think twice before doing anything."

"I haven't heard you call me Royal Brother for a long time. What do you mean by "some things"?" Duanmu Qi suddenly grabbed Lin Zhiyi's wrist.

Duanmu Yue's guess came true, and his face looked as ugly as if he had eaten shit.

"Duanmu Qi, you always want to steal my things. Are you too self-deprecating because of being suppressed by me when you were young?"

Xiao Tao gasped and immediately knelt down. Fortunately, there were no outsiders here, otherwise she would have died. She was a secret guard, and her life and death were in the hands of His Majesty, so she escaped.

Lin Zhiyi was also surprised by the King of Yue's audacity. She could not tolerate such arrogance.

The King of Yue... I'm afraid he'll have no way out in the future, so it's best to stay out of it...

Duanmu Qi's emotions remained frighteningly stable. "Nothing belongs to you. The youthful Zhang Yang was given by our father. You know the reason behind this gift better than anyone else."

"Duanmu Yue, I pity you, but that doesn't mean I will continue to indulge you after ascending the throne. Dayao needs stability. Your future path depends on your attitude. I hope you can live a long life."

"Tsk, you're talking as if I'll just bow down to you and you'll be a good brother. As long as Zhu Fengjun is in my hands, you won't be safe. Who will pity whom? Let's see later, Zhiyi, I'll take you to eat something delicious."

King Yue stretched out his hand with the glaring red rope, waiting for Lin Zhiyi's response.

But her wrist was held by Duanmu Qi...

As expected of a brother, Xiao Sheng immediately smiled and pulled Lin Zhiyi to his side, saying, "Your Majesty is out on an incognito tour today, and we haven't had a meal yet, so why don't we eat together? What do you think, little sister?"

"Of course." Lin Zhiyi secretly complained, would she dare to refuse?

The restaurant was cleared out, and Xiaotao personally watched the chef cook. However, the atmosphere at the private dining table upstairs was always tense.

Duanmu Yue kept picking up food for Lin Zhiyi: "Eat quickly. I remember that you like the lotus shrimp from Dayao the most. The one made in the capital is much more authentic than the one made in Yongzhou."

Lin Zhiyi looked at the shrimp in front of her, and a picture flashed before her eyes. She seemed to have eaten this dish with the King of Yue before...

The peach blossom mark behind her ear felt hot, and Lin Zhiyi raised her hand and gently stroked it.

Without saying a word, he picked up his chopsticks and started eating.

Duanmu Yue smiled, but didn't move his chopsticks. He drank and watched Lin Zhiyi eat.

Compared to the solemn and steady emperor, Duanmu Yue is undoubtedly unbridled. Whether in his youth or now, King Yue has always been the freer one, but this freedom... is a bit annoying.

The white paper folding fan in Xiao Sheng's hand shook slightly.

"Your Highness, I'm still unsure how you became acquainted with the Young Priest of Southern Xinjiang. Could it be that... you went to Southern Xinjiang without informing the court?"

Duanmu Yue was not afraid of the accusation that was put on him, and he admitted it generously: "I have never been the type to stay where I am. My brother wants to trap me in Yongzhou, but I refuse."

"Not only in Southern Xinjiang, I also went to Dayan. I didn't expect to cause trouble and was hunted all the way. I was seriously injured and ended up in Southern Xinjiang. Everyone around me was killed. I was unable to ask for help."

"When I was about to die, I met the young priest from Southern Xinjiang who had secretly left the Witch Hall to get some fresh air. Hmm... maybe it was because I was handsome that the young priest rescued me and I was able to save my life."

When Lin Zhiyi heard the King of Yue talking about her, she put down her chopsticks and listened carefully: "What happened next?"

Duanmu Yuegui's eyes were full of smiles, and he seemed to be immersed in memories.

"Later, the young priest was kind and kind-hearted. He used witchcraft to help me recover from my injuries. I stayed in southern Xinjiang for a while under the name Ziqian."

"The Witch Hall is not much different from a nunnery. The young priestess has been under strict discipline since she was young. Going out is a crime. I wanted to repay her for saving her life, so I told her many interesting stories about Dayu and helped her correct her restricted thinking."

Duanmu Qi's accurate assessment: "You're not repaying a favor. You're trying to use her to cure your life-threatening Gu. Repaying kindness with resentment is something you'd only do."

Lin Zhiyi was puzzled: "Life Gu?"

Duanmu Qi explained to her.

It turned out that the previous emperor had been seriously injured and his life was hanging by a thread. He went to southern Xinjiang to seek a life-extending Gu, which allowed him to survive.

But Gu is not a medical skill, it is a way of fighting poison with poison.

Although the life-extending Gu can extend life, the pain of backlash is unbearable for ordinary people. Only by transferring it to a newly born blood relative and turning it into a life Gu can your majesty's holy body be preserved.

But the baby who undergoes the transition will have to endure the life-threatening poison. Although it is not fatal, the pain will be unbearable, the mind will gradually be damaged, and the baby will become irritable and easily angered. This is why the emperor favors Duanmu Yue but does not give him the throne.

How can an emperor be impulsive and irritable?

Duanmu Yue's fate was determined on the day he took on the life-threatening Gu, so no matter how ostentatious he was, Duanmu Qi would pity him.

Zhu Fengjun was specially left to the King of Yue when the previous emperor passed away, just to prevent Duanmu Qi from attacking the King of Yue.

This emperor was cruel but also felt a trace of guilt, which led to the current situation.

To remove the life-threatening Gu, one must have the natal Gu. This kind of Gu is integrated with the baby's umbilical cord blood at birth and is connected to the owner's life. Apart from the royal family of Southern Xinjiang, probably only the high-ranking officials of the Witchcraft Palace have it.

One has to be willing to exchange his life for another's. No one is a fool. How could one be willing to exchange his own death for the safety of the King of Yue?

Duanmu Qi said bluntly, "Since the young priest has been under strict discipline, his mind must be pure. The long period of confinement will also make him yearn for the outside world. Duanmu Yue himself is a willful person. It was easy for him to attract the young priest's attention, and then coaxing him was a natural outcome."

Duanmu Yue said with a half-smile, "That's exactly what my brother said at the beginning, but when Zhiyi was willing to go back to Yongzhou with me, I gave up on this plan."

"This prince is sincere to her, otherwise I would not ask for the title of princess. This broken Gu has been with me since birth and has become accustomed to it. It won't die, so why should I sacrifice Zhiyi?"

"Everything was fine, but unfortunately, man proposes, God disposes. Those bastards from Dayan still sent people to sneak into Yongzhou, which led to Zhiyi jumping into the Qingjiang River. This king has been restless for the past year. Now that Zhiyi is still alive, nothing else matters."

In the silence at the dinner table, Lin Zhiyi suddenly said, "You're lying. I definitely didn't jump into the Qingjiang River for you."

Duanmu Yue raised his eyebrows: "Oh? Who is that for?"

Lin Zhiyi shook her head: "I don't know, but that person is definitely not you. I believe everything you said in Southern Xinjiang, but after returning to Yongzhou, something must have happened between us."

"Your Majesty has long ago sent a message to Nanjiang, hoping that someone from the royal family could come and decipher my memories, but there has been no response. Nanjiang must pass through Yongzhou to enter Dayao. Didn't you stop them?"

"There's one person I can't remember, but every time I get a clue, it always hurts unbearably. Duanmu Yue, have you... killed my loved ones?"